Foreign Love | Rocky x Liberty

2.

9 days later

Rocky's POV:

I was playing tug-o-war with Marshall when we heard Air Patroller landing. We didn't cared and continued playing. Then we saw Chase, Ryder and ... Sweetie? What is she doing here? We stopped playing. "Hey guys, wanna play with us?" I asked them. They nodded and we were against them with Marshall. We lost 1-3 but we were trying really hard. "Good game guys." Marshall said. They just smiled and went somewhere. It is strange that Sweetie came to visit us. She doesn't look like she wants to steal something too. Maybe she's changed? Then I heard Ryder talking about that Sweetie is staying here for a week. He then went to pour us dinner and we ate it. Then we laid down in front of the TV. I wonder what is Liberty doing now.

Liberty's POV:

"Thank you Liberty." She said to me. I just saved her cat from a tree while I was driving around. I was kinda bored this week because I don't have anyone to talk to. I sometimes go and talk to Tony, but not that much nowadays. I drove back to the lookout and checked the mail. It was just some letters to whole Paw Patrol, some to Ryder, and there was one for me. I chucked them away and opened my letter. It was just writing.

"Hi Liberty! I hope that you are reading this, that it did not get lost in the mail. Anyway, I just wanted to tell you how I appreciate you and what you are doing. Would you like to meet someday? You can reply with your letter to my address! -R"

"Who is 'R'?" I said to myself. I don't know anyone named R. I looked at the back of the letter. "Sent from Foggy Bottom Mail." He must live somewhere distant, because I don't know where Foggy Bottom is. Or it is just some prank by someone. I put it on the table and looked out from window. Indeed I was alone. I didn't have friends, my new family was 100s of kilometers away. I tried to make some friends this week. After they left back home, I've only met Chase, and hopefully, his girlfriend Sweetie one day, in Barkingburg. Chase is my really good friend, we talked together even when they left for the first time. Then I went outside in the city and tried talking to some dogs at dog park. One dog said that he likes me and grabbed me by my neck. He just wanted to mate. Why does everyone still treats me badly? I looked at my paws. They were scratched to blood. I got that from a fight on the street, when a group of terriers came to me and tried to mate with me, again. I laid down thinking about the letter. Should I reply? I thought. Screw it, why not? I got up, and took paper and pen and wrote my answer. I put it into the envelope and looked at the clock. 5:45 p.m. I can make it. I took the elevator to the first floor, got on my scooter and rode to the post office. When I got there, I ran inside to send the letter. When I came out, I thought about something. What if he is the one? Then it started to get cold, as I didn't have anything on me. I jumped on my scooter and rode back to the lookout. I turned on the radio, and got in my bed. I fell asleep not long after.

Dream:

"Liberty, do you like someone?" Sweetie asks me. We are walking down the street with Chase slightly behind us. "Well, not really, I don't have luck with guys as you did." I winked at her. She blushed. "Come on, I know you like him. Just wait for the good moment." I whispered to her. "And what was your luck with guys?" "Well, ones that wants to just be with the member of Paw Patrol, I don't even try, and there the guys, that just want to mate, and that explains itself." Sweetie nodded. "Well you could try someone from Paw Patrol." "Sweetie, I like them as my family. You are like a sister to me, even if known each other for a few hours. I can't be with someone from Paw Patrol." I told her. "Well, okay, but what if someone from there likes you?" I was surprised at what she said. "Me? Oh come on, they just see me as their fellow member and friend, that's all." Sweetie then stopped and turned back to me. "I don't know Liberty, but you should try Rocky." 

Dream end

I woke up from the dream, trying to piece together what was in it. It was slightly true, from what I talked with Sweetie, but that end wasn't. She didn't say to me, that Rocky loves me. I mean, he is handsome and caring, but he wouldn't like me. For example, my emotions changes really quickly and he wouldn't bare with me. Oh wait, no one could. I started crying. So my brain is the problem that I will be forever alone. What if I tried to control it? I could go tomorrow to the therapist and tried to control it with her help. But I still thought about the dream. Could I tried to talk to Rocky? Maybe learn more about him? I can be good friends with him! I went to call him, but then it hit me. It's 3 in the morning, he is sleeping Liberty. So I then went to sleep.